Carried!

I'm being carried. By prayer, flowers, cards, lovingkindness, good thoughts, detox baths and lymph support supplements. By the wonderful cancer center, science, my body's desire to be well, by God's boundless grace. I have nothing to give in return except my own lovingkindness sent forward into the world, and my inadequate gratitude.

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Inadequate Gratitude



Wish I could scoop handfuls of glistening dew

and scatter the sparkles inside

or drape garlands of stars over doorways.


Wish I could capture delicious scents,

to perfume poverty and sadness

with jasmine, fresh rain, a crisp autumn day.


Wish I could spin the soulful trust of a puppy,

the quiet splendor of a misty morning,

and weave them into a beautiful tapestry.


Alas, all I have are my modest words,

my little soul, my limited heart,

my inadequate bursts of gratitude.


I pray my offering expands as you receive

and becomes the wideness of the sky,

the freedom of a playful breeze,


the beat of a thousand hearts united

in a song of devotion,

souls soaked in grace, feasting on Love